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8 yrs ago
Current Tene's being productive, happy and cute!
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8 yrs ago
Needa learn to take my mind off all the bad feelings, all the bad thoughts...Slowly slowly getting better.
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8 yrs ago
I don't feel so good Mr Stark - Mood
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8 yrs ago
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH -the voices in my head
8 yrs ago
Yay, it's birthday!....Now whut?
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Yup, thats how it usually goes. Nothing good comes out of it.
After all that drama, everyone else is being cautious. This is turning into a drama show where we throw a bunch of people who hate each other in to a house and force them to live together.
Heh, make that his name!
I'm trying to think of one, if not just Espurr.
"Ah, don't remind me. You've been here less than me and already you've been promoted to the same position as me. Geez, lets see if you can dish out grades as well as you can earn them. Don't break too many young naive hearts along the way. I gotta go cover for Eron's class, he's out sick again. See ya at lunch!" He bid the young man goodbye, stopping to ruffle his familiar's hair. Familiars were usually rather picky with who they allowed to actually touch them, but Sterling's familiar had been around as long as Vincent had known him. They were all estentially one big family.

The boy's familiar stared up at him, a devious mind behind those large staring eyes of deep violets. Unmoving even when Sterling ruffled his hair, the hood of his sweatshirt pulled up over his head, revealing only a tuft of hair, "Off course, I'll behave. I thought you knew me better than that!" The familiar scoffed, off course, he wasnt going to behave in the slightest. He had no cruel intentions, but that didn't mean he wasnt going to commit a little mischief. A few surprises in the student's desk, a little initiation before class. Mostly him creeping out majority of them, especially his master's brother. Oh he was going to rile him up so badly through out the whole year. His master's brother paling in comparison to his great Master. He didn't even know what he was doing coming here to this prestiges school.

The shorter familiar holding on tightly to his Master, more gliding than running. Sweeping across the floor, he stepped infront of his Master and held out his hands in greeting towards the small group of mismatched students. Of all different shapes and sizes, Dante stood behind a tall half phantom. His spectral half floating lazily around his head creating a sort of misted halo. Dante felt out of place already. Keeping one hand along the wall to avoid tripping while he followed the group. Messy brown hair hidden under a hat, overshadowing his pasty complexion. Keeping his eyes down as the familiar addressed them, peeking up at his brother. Sterlung stood tall, looking smart in his crisp clean shirt.

"Teachers' hot." He couldn't help but overhear from a pair of obvious twins. One with teal eyes and platinum blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail, the other grinning back with bright pink eyes and ebony black hair in pigtails. An obvious use of glamor magick, the type of which was starting to become increasingly popular over actual cosmetics. Maybe he should learn a little to make himself look more like he always did though he didn't trust himself not to burn off a ear or take out an eye in the process. His magick having gone out of whack the past few days. Not working when it should and when it shouldn't.

The grey magick he had inherited from his mother's side suddenly gone bad, really bad. Becoming a much rare form known as blood magick, his power relying on feeding as much as keeping himself alive did. Becoming malignant if he didn't feed regularly, as if it was angry with him. He had never had his own power turn on him like that before, it was terrifying. He hoped to god that his Uncle's school would fix him somewhat.

"Hello, everyone! My name is Sterling Chartarum. I'll be serving as one of your teachers." "And I shall be your teacher's assistant, I hope you all have a good time!" His familiar greeted, grinning as about half of the cohort shiverec under his unrelenting stare. This was going to be a fun year.
Hmm, it'll be like the special class full of special pupils. So ten pupils, five each, give or takea few. Throwing in characters from other classes and occasional visits from their eccentric uncle over his two favorite nephews.


Mayyyybbeeee...O°O
I WAIT!!!!!
"As if Edge was ever a good leader. Where was he when he needed him the most huh? Off hiding with his human friends until it we got desperate enough to find him. Now, we're in the middle of another crisis and he's gone again and we won't be seeing him for another thousand years until this whole mess blows over and he comes in like some hero pretending he saved the day!" The hydra growled, violet eyes shimmering dangerously as he worked himself up. Breathing out with an audible exhale when he was done and sinking back down against the stairwell. He had nothing to prove in trying to stand up long before he body could handle the strain, he already knew he was strong and he wasn't going to strain himself trying to show off.

The other hydras watched Beezlebub wearily, knowing of the tension between the hydra and their leader though not all wanted to delve too deeply in what might have caused such a tension. Most, like Leo, attributed it to the fact that Beezlebub didn't get along with anyone and no one wanted to risk a fight with the hydra by starting up a quarrel.

Like the one very mildly brewing between Ferrum and Forte as the metal dragon growled and dragged himself out of the way, letting his tail thrash in Forte's face. They couldn't afford a full blown fight, neither having the strength for that, but petty insults and biting words were enough to distract them from the true threat that lay ahead of them. It was a bad sort of distraction, but a distraction they would rather have it than not. Leo made his way between the two to remove Forte of Skylark, no longer trusting the dragon with the child whilst he was in a glaring contest with Ferrum. The prideful hydra better be careful, nobody new armor and it's weaknesses better than the metal elder. It didn't even have to be of any metal for him to start sussing out all the possible weak points, the way in which a piece would bend and affect all the other plates. They said Forte had the best armor out there, but who knew how well it would stand up against the metal elder.

He held Skylark close an ran a hand through his hair, doing what little he could to continue to comfort the little dragon. Kissing his forehead softly and earning some confused stares from Blizzard and the rest. They hydra didn't care because he had to make sure that Skylark was alright.

Regnum sat, listening to every voice their doubts and concerns, ask questions and make plan. Holding up a hand to Terra as a sign of patience when she talked to him. He closed his eyes and listened further to the conversation, his own scales still a fiery hot glow. Fire escaping his nostrils each time he exhaled, "Right now, I don't want to risk anything, if the worse had happened and the earth has been further eradicated then we're not gonna take a chance and leave this place. For now we're stuck with the hydras and they're stuck with us. And it's evident that whoever wants to capture us will have to wait a few days for the dust to settle as well. We're gonna have to fortify this place, putting aside whatever old grudges we have.At least until we find their leader or our friends."

Beelzebub was surprisingly silent at the suggestion, everyone else less surprisingly silent. Even Ferrum didn't want to say anything especially with his brother mentioned. Not bothering to even comment on Charon'd disappearance. He couldn't care less about that hydra..he really couldn't.

"Now, I'm gonna go upstairs and sweep up any radiation, as well as seal the windows. All of you stay here and do not come up till I come down and say so." Regnum commanded, settling back into his role of natural leader. Pushing himself onto his feet and carefully stepping aside everyone else. Damage regarded him with a worried look, "Regnum, are you sure you can take much more heat? You're starting to sweat..."

"I'll be fine. I'm far from done." He flashed a smile at her and then turned, avoiding Beezlebub as he made his way up the stairs. The hydra glaring at his back and then turning to Noire, "Let the dragon do what he wants. We're alright here and any where else. The humans are still weak."
Let's just throw them all into a room to spread the love. They need to repopulate the earth somehow anyway.

I definitely ship all your main ships, but I feel like Beezlebub is just too hot headed for lil December, also I have things planned. >:D

I do t wanna bring path in too soon and start the angst all over again ><
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